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(NOTE: Those who feel
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NAME

ROSEMARY TREGAR

FACE

DOB

05/01/1949 (?)

SPECIALTY

SAVING THE UNFORTUNATE FROM
THEIR DOOM

LIFE STORY

Princess Allura pilots the Blue Lion, the right leg of Voltron.
Her favorite activity is feeding her mouse, Blue-Bell.

NAME

JACK TREGAR

FACE

DOB

12/08/1947 (?)

SPECIALTY

SOCCER COACH

LIFE STORY

Hunk pilots the Yellow Lion, the left leg of Voltron. Hunk likes
eating hamburgers and sleeping.

NAME

SAM TREGAR

FACE

DOB

08/02/1997

SPECIALTY

RAISING THE SILICON DEAD

LIFE STORY

Sam was birthed into the madness of a
hot, hot, too hot August day outside Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
The air conditioning - out. The doctors - half mad on amphetamines
and whiskey. My father, a saint in the midst of the confusion, reciting
the Torah in a deep bass hebrew, laughing. My mother, floating several
inches above the table, gnashing teeth, demanding bagels. Out I came!
Out into this world! My father tried to swallow my head! (picture
unavailable) 08:02:00 8 pounds, 2 ounces. August 2nd - 08/02.
How about that?

Anyway, I was born. That's how I
remember it!

We lived in PA for a while. I can't
remember any of that and neither can my parents! "We lived in
the brown apartment..."

Then Providence. I had dreams of
huge hairy monsters coming out of Birthday cards. My father had a
long furry brown bathrobe! The terror! Other than that I had
a good time.

Then, then, then. I leave Providence
in a long car that smells like gasoline - the windows don't go down!
My brother is here by now. That little guy always wanted to be just
like me. Still does! Um. Well, ok, not really.

Anyway, Cranston was a gas! SHOUT
OUT TO THE WHP. SEAN DOG AND CHRIS DADDY! I was the Secret
Service Agent. I was unlucky in love!

13 times unlucky in love! Imagine
that!

And while everyone else was playing kickball
in the street I learned to type and read text from the glowing screen.
I learned BASIC and Phantasy III and Bard's Tale. That's how I eat
now!

Finally, finally, and not for lack of friends
or other human subsistence I returned to Providence. There I meet
all the lies that are now my life, and the one TRUTH too. Too many
names! Kristen, Jarett, all them, Gabe, Gabe, Gabe, Gary....

Oh and things have still happened!
Deep Springs and CHRIS AND CARSON and NAT. All that. ALL THAT!
AND HERE I AM! HERE I AM!

ONCE I FIND OUT, THE CIRCUMSTANCES, I'M
GONNA GO OUT...

I'M GONNA GO OUT.

NAME

MARK TREGAR

FACE

DOB

08/04/79

SPECIALTY

RAPPER/PRODUCER/GANG-LEADER

LIFE STORY

Pidge flys in the Green Lion, the left arm of Voltron. He likes
to rap and work on his low-rider "Skull Basher," a heavily modified El
Camino.

NAME

KRISTEN "ALMOST-TREGAR"
REIFF

FACE

DOB

09/11/77

SPECIALTY

ADVENTURER / COLD-BLOODED
KILLER

LIFE STORY

What man could resist a creature like
Kristen "almost-Tregar" Reiff? This ravishing British heiress divides her
time between acrobatic workouts in her stately home and dangerous expeditions
to exotic ruins. She wears shorts everywhere, which show off her sprinter's
legs, and a tiny waist draws attention to her gravity-defying bust. Then
there is the small matter of the twin automatic pistols she straps to her
bare thighs. The fact that Lara is synthetic does not lessen her appeal.
Indeed, her fans would have it no other way.